Saturday, 2 February 2019

Monday, 29 October 2018

It was a lovely sunny afternoon with just enough light breeze. I had recently become the proud owner of A sailing licence and this was my first solo venture in a sail boat, loaned to me by the trusting harbour owner. I was aiming to spend a couple of hours on an interesting uninhabited island a few miles from the coast. The plan was to have a picnic and then do some sketching of the unusual trees and flowers I had noticed when the crew visited the island during the final training week at the start of the summer. I had never seen such exotic vegetation even though I lived in Barbados and had travelled widely though India and China in my gap year. After a short walk around the island i came across an fascinating item on the ground. It was the size and shape of a coconut ,light gold in colour with curved spikes growing from it. I thought it might be a seed pod and put it in my rucksack to take to show the sail boat crew on land...someone would know what it was.On my way home I placed it on a seat, where it promptly rolled off , hit the deck with a crack and split i open. Slim gold fingers emerged from the gap, then long scaly arms then a pointed head. An alien appeared from the pod and communicated telepathically. It sensed my terror and decided to morph into an earthly form, hoping I would feel more at ease.Now I was face to face with a baby elephant....what's a girl to do? Luckily the alien realised its mistake and returned to its original form, asking me to take it to my chief. I encouraged it to go back into the pod, and when I reached dry land I kept my promise and took it to the police station. Luckily no-one was at the desk, so I left it there and legged it. What would you have done?

This was written as part of a swapbot swap.
I was given the words to write 250-3oo micro fiction.

Thursday, 11 October 2018

Minute A fun poem to write. It follows the "8,4,4,4" syllable count structure.Got to write a poem todayWords come to playWhat do they say?We'll make you pay.Have to ensure that they all rhymeThey do this timeWell then, that's fineDon't have to mime.

2-4-2 Poetry It has three lines. The first line has 2 syllables, the second line has 4 syllables and the last line 2 syllablesOpenThe thick oak doorFor more.Poem Two.AfterRain, wind, hail, noiseSleepless.Poem ThreeTrickyToffee appleBeckons.Poem Four.DreamingIs elusiveYearning